I grabbed the picture, slipped it out of the frame and slid it into a pocket on my bag.

 When I got there what was I going to do? I stopped thinking and decided to change clothes; I didn’t want to go somewhere else for a fresh start and be recognised because of my clothes.

I ended up wearing a deep beige and black striped shoulder jumper, a black bodycon, a pair of black converse, an Ombre wool scarf, a cream slouchy hat and some black bracelets.

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I grabbed my phone and looked at the time; 09:45 am. Shefton was near some fields on the outskirts of Sheffield; right now I was in London. It would take me hours to get there. It would cost more as well.

I lifted my duffel bag and creaked into dad’s room; he always kept a stash of money under his Puma leather shoes, next to his bed- that’s how I would be getting to Sheffield.